Old Course, pp. 300–309On the fifth day, the Child led back to the riverbank the people who had gone into town to donate their steel. The situation turned out to be just as had been reported, and as long as one group of people after another sent their black sand steel to Beijing, a group from the...
Because it is only in fiction that certain facts can be held up to the light.The novel it is, then, for this particular truth.The story I'm about to tell, you see, bears some resemblance to real characters and events.Or-if I may put it this way: life has imitated art, re-rehearsing the plot of Se...
REALISTIC CULTURE HISTORY Mingyao didn’t know how he ended up as the director of the town’s civil administration bureau, nor how he ended up as the leader of the county’s civil affairs section, or even how he ended up as the director of the city’s development bureau. The day he was appointed bure...
The ground in front of the mausoleum had been broken, and the bricks and stones for building the structure had been brought up from the plateau below. But the work group had taken the pair of Hanbai jade tablets erected at either end of the plateau and placed them on the walls of the provisional ...
They had plotted their visit well in advance … The day began the same as any other. The sun came up over the plain, banishing the last dregs of winter and flooding the schoolyard with warmth. The first signs of spring had appeared. The cottonwoods and paulownia were tinged with green: dark, furry...